Falling
Fading
Down down down I go
Falling
Fading
Down down down
Down I go
Yeah
Tell Me
How could you see
When the water's so deep?
If you could be me for just one day
What would you say? Huh?
Would you work a full time 9 to 5?
Lay in bed, pray to God that you can close your eyes?
Writin' rhymes all the time that you know are weak?
Hop on the Mac 3AM to devise a beat? Nah
It takes a little more than that
It's gettin' up and off the stool and writing countless raps
It's ignoring all the hate cause you're so aware
Thinkin' that everybody's gotta see the scars you bare
Nobody give a f*ck until everybody cares
But the meetings in the interim you enter aware
Scared of the thought that you're seen as a joke
You're just that pretty boy singer from that TV show it goes
Rum coke light smoke
He had a buzz goin' he was ready to blow
Man I don't know
He's just not confident
He's a dumb ass kid with no common sense
Incompitent
A problem with the consciousness
Feel like your mind's on a whole other continent
F*ck
But how are you supposed to know
You'll never know just how far down I go
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
How are you supposed to know?
When all you see is what I show
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
How are you supposed to know?
When all you see is what I show
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
To pull this shit from spittin' it back
Rapping through the Tears giving em that Massive Attack
The world ain't fair
So the pain you'll bury
Deserve ain't a word in your vocabulary
So go and lace up
Put your nose to the streets
You'll have to fight for a right for a spot on the beach
You'll leave your loved ones in that shit hole of a town
You'll tell your girl you gotta go you know you'll see her around
To get to a spot where you hold the world in your hands
You know that every false move now is making a man
Taking a chance
Striking while iron's hot
Went through the ringer as a singer being something you're not
And being told you're not good enough your songs are weak
You gotta pick a lane and stay non stop critique
Where are your pop tunes?
F*ck outta my face
Yo let's go this mah f*cka's got zero taste (whaaa)
They never heard of an artist who be bringing the heat
Went from a stool to a maniac all over the beat
For real though
I'm out here to be the best
I keep digging down pulling from the pain in my chest
But yo
Don't believe everything you've been told
I been had a wild fire deep down in my soul but
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
How are you supposed to know?
When all you see is what I show
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
How are you supposed to know?
When all you see is what I show
How are you supposed to know?
You'll never know just how far down I go
Falling
Fading
Down down down
Down I go